Chapter 143 What do you want that thing for? Not worth the money
"Selling cakes?" Pan Lijun was confused.
Cheng Hui narrowed her eyes: "Didn't Uncle Xu tell you that I'm the deputy director of the Weifeng Cake Factory?"
Since the Hongqi Commune Food Factory was gone anyway, she might as well give herself a more resounding name.
"Ah, he said it once, but didn't say much. He doesn't care about these little things." Pan Lijun said.
Cheng Hui suddenly realized that technical guys are sometimes unreliable. In their eyes, everything outside of their profession is trivial.
She smiled and said, "Our factory has encountered difficulties recently. Due to poor sales, it was shut down. I want to attract some business from major factories and sell some cakes. Otherwise, our employees will lose their jobs. This is a matter of life and death. I can't leave."
"Okay then, go ahead and do your work, and your brother just needs to come with me," said Pan Lijun.
Cheng Hui immediately glanced at Zhao Daxing.
Zhao Daxing immediately said, "That won't do! Cheng Rui was invited from Beijing to our machinery factory to research CNC machine tools. This project is also very important. I can't let him go."
"Zhao Daxing, you dare to snatch people from me?" Pan Lijun said with some surprise.
He is a classmate of Master Zhao Daxing, and can also be considered his uncle!
The relationship between the two is usually quite harmonious. Zhao Daxing goes to his house to pay New Year's greetings every year. Now he dares to snatch her from him?
Zhao Daxing felt a little cramped in his calves, but his uncle was no match for his daughter!
"No, I won't let you go until the CNC machine tools are well developed!" said Zhao Daxing.
The two started arguing.
After a few rounds, Pan Lijun became anxious.
"I'll call the higher-ups right now and have them send Cheng Rui to our factory! Let's see if your words are more effective or mine!"
After Pan Lijun finished speaking, he took Cheng Rui and left.
Cheng Rui wanted to resist like a little wife but didn't dare to, so she turned to look at Cheng Hui.
Cheng Hui smiled and waved goodbye to him.
Cheng Rui was dragged away obediently.
Zhao Daxing also laughed, Silly uncle, the real Buddha is here!
But his uncle's brain might be made of titanium. He just can't think straight. No matter how he talked, he couldn't get the topic to the point of asking him to order the cake.
"It's okay." Cheng Hui smiled and said, "When my brother couldn't remember it, he got it."
Zhao Daxing was stunned and burst into laughter.
Cheng Hui turned around and greeted her leader.
"Leader, Director Zhao really didn't lie to Director Fan. The machines I asked the machinery factory to make are just some ordinary iron frames." Cheng Hui said.
"Impossible!" Fan Guangyao said, "How can that thing print Spring Festival couplets? Print one for me to see!"
"Haven't you seen it?" Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao's face suddenly froze. Indeed, he had seen the large quantity of goods shipped by the department store today. It was definitely not written by a person but printed by a machine.
"Oh, by the way, you left in such a hurry just now that you left without accepting the gift I prepared for you. Xiao Jiang, go to the car and get all the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters." Cheng Hui said.
Jiang Quan turned around and disappeared, and came back in less than two minutes, holding a bunch of Spring Festival couplets and auspicious characters.
Cheng Hui took it but did not hand it to Fan Guangyao, but opened it to show the leader~
"Great calligraphy!" The leader took one look and praised, "Which master wrote this?"
Cheng Hui smiled and said, "It was written by my boyfriend, Gao Yuan, an army captain."
Gao Yuan immediately stood up and shook hands with the leader.
The leader used to be a soldier, and now when he heard that Gao Yuan was one too, he felt a sense of familiarity.
The key is that Gao Yuan is so attractive, the kind that appeals to both men and women.
The two of them exchanged pleasantries, and then discovered that their unit numbers were the same! Suddenly it became so intimate.
Cheng Hui did not interrupt their conversation. It seemed that this leader was a bit chauvinistic and would not allow women to interrupt him when he was talking at home.
She went to find Fan Guangyao.
Fan Guangyao was a little distracted, probably trying hard to arrange and combine those dozens of iron frames in his mind.
Finally came to the conclusion that Cheng Hui was lying to him!
Cheng Hui didn't want to provoke him anymore, it was so pitiful.
"Director Fan, it's not impossible for me to tell you how to turn these iron frames into a machine that can produce tens of thousands of Spring Festival couplets a day. Just order five cakes per person in your factory," said Cheng Hui.
Fan Guangyao gritted his teeth immediately. He had been begging for food for so many years, but this was the first time someone was begging for food!
"There are 20,000 people in our factory. If each person has 5, that would be 100,000 yuan!" he said.
"Yes, it's only 100,000, which is too cheap. If you go out and buy an imported printing machine that is not as efficient as this one, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands of dollars. So, each of you can order 20, and I will tell you." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao immediately said, "Five!"
"No, 15." Cheng Hui said.
The two of them pulled the big saw, and the final number was settled at 8.
However, Cheng Hui told him that she would give him a 20% discount, so he only had to pay for 6 and a half pieces for 8 pieces, and he felt better.
"But I can't tell you the specific usage until the first day of the new year." Cheng Hui said.
Fan Guangyao's face suddenly turned red and smoke seemed to be coming out of his head. He felt that he had been fooled.
"Who would buy Spring Festival couplets after the New Year? Are you kidding me?" He turned to his leader and cried, "Look, she bullied me!"
Cheng Hui felt even more aggrieved than him: "I still feel that I have suffered a loss. The market for Spring Festival couplets is completely blank. You own the entire national market alone. Next year, you just need to prepare early, distribute the goods in advance, use the supply and marketing system, and sell them nationwide. You can make millions or even tens of millions a year.
"This is just one year. Every year in the future, it will be several million, tens of millions, and hundreds of millions in a few years... No, I won't do this business anymore.
"Uncle, please find me a small printing factory. I want to change my career."
"Okay, okay!" Zhao Daxing agreed readily. Needless to say, he took it seriously. He was really moved and even wanted to do it himself!
Fan Guangyao was anxious: "No, no, no, I was wrong. I will teach in the first grade if I want to! I will sell it next year if I want to sell it next year! I will do whatever you say!"
"Then let me add one more condition. From now on, all the old newspapers and cigarette boxes from your factory must be given to me for free." Cheng Hui said.
"What do you want that for? It's worthless!" Zhao Daxing said, "Order something else."
"I can at least subsidize the food factory by selling waste paper." Cheng Hui said, "The printing factory can sell other things to create profits for the country, but how can I make profits from the country? I just want some useless things."
Used books can be sold at a discount, but expired newspapers can only be sold as waste paper.
But Cheng Hui, who has experienced this, knows that old newspapers and old cigarette boxes are valuable.
Others don't know this.
The leader's eyes changed when he looked at Cheng Hui. Is this a young comrade with such progressive ideas?
Zhao Daxing knew that it was his turn to do the job.
"Leader, this is Engineer Cheng Hui, the one I mentioned to you before, who repaired our imported machine.
"And the new machine in the enamel factory was also made by her... and her brother."
The leader stood up and shook hands with Cheng Hui excitedly: "So it's you!"
He received a lot of praise because of Cheng Hui, and I heard that he will be promoted!
Cheng Hui exchanged a few pleasantries and pulled her hand back, saying, "Leader, I have always wanted to make some contribution to the country. Since I cannot do big things, I can do small things. This year, the Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters for everyone in our unit have been sponsored by Weifeng Food Factory."
Only Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters are sent, no cake.
"Why should we take your things for free? They are all made by the workers' hard work, and the production materials are also costs. How about this, let's order 5 cakes for each person in our unit as a New Year's benefit!" said the leader.
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